Nadaam in Tsetserleg
Tsetserleg, Mongolia; 7th July
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Kashgar, 8th September Day 1: At 10am we’re at the Kyrgyz border: some 15’ and off we are on the 6km long road thru the highly disputed area to the Chinese check post. No question whether we are allowed to cross this area. We arrive at the gate to China. It’s open; we only have…
The Uzbek customs officer asks us how many days we’ve been waiting until finally arriving at his office. Monika tells him that we left Beyneu in Kazakhstan by 8am this morning. He’s pretty astonished.
The 1st week of April we are definitely ready to start our journey to the east. Our visa service in Germany has confirmed that they sent our passports some 3 days ago; the car is more or less cleaned and definitely packed.
We arrived at the gate of the multi-stars all-inclusive hotel that will be our all beloved home for the next 3 days. A gate strongly resembling to the immigration gate at the border to another country.
In the old time before drivers in huge trucks transported all kind of goods all over the world this important business was granted to a kind of herd boys and their camels along the Silk Road. As you can imagine e. g. peanuts where cheaply grown in Chengdu (China), transported on camel back to Milan…
During our hibernation period in Swizzyland we intensively started learning Russian 2 prepare 4 the incredible challenges of our next trip. Well, 4 a while we had a lesson once a week 2 get some basics of this language.
In the evening we went to our favourite restaurant to have one of the most famous Moroccan dishes: Tagine.
Later in the afternoon it started raining heavily. We met 3 Germans, father and 2 sons, who planned to have their night out in a tent in the dunes.
There is another hair-rising pass we had to conquer the Tizi n’ Tazazert with 2283 m. Very few of this odd tourist species go there.
The road was winding its way through traditional villages, where the inhabitants did even not dare to feed their goats with used plastic bags, desert landscape and fantastic geological phenomena.
We arrived in Nouakchott. Immediately they integrated us into their social system for traffic regulations.
On 13.10. we started our adventure to the far, far north, with the first destination being Mauritania. For days Monika was having nightmares about the border crossing we have to take.
Cap Skirring, the ultimate tropical beach paradise in Senegal. When we arrived it was pretty quiet.
At the border the Senegalese guys were efficient. They didn’t want anything.
From Kayes we moved on towards the Senegalese border. Lots of Malian trucks were on the road which was more or less ok.
Of course, in Kayes we had to lodge in the historic Railway hotel.
After all dangers in Togo, leaving the country and entering Ghana was not as easy as we thought it would be.
In Porto Novo, the proud capital of Benin we went on a discovery tour. There are some beautiful colonial buildings occupied by all kind of Government institutions.
We planned to visit the Pendjari National Park. As the rainy season started we were afraid the roads might not be practicable and the park closed.
We went to a strange area in Western Cape called the wine lands. The farmers grow grapes, white ones, red ones. Wonderful, tasty, sweet grapes.
In Laufenburg we opened the entrance door of our apartment just to discover that it was not any warmer than our house in Maseru during the winter months: 9 degrees.
On this route u cross a really great number of countries u wouldn’t have heard about a few years ago. This implies lots of border crossings and intense socializing with locals hanging around at the border posts.
Currently we crossed 14 countries and 13 borders. Time for some remarks on bureaucracy and hassle when moving from 1 place to another.
Tomorrow we should leave Egypt to sail to Turkey. Our fixer was not present; but he sent us 2 sub-fixers, Ahmed and Ibrahim.
Spirits rose as we were to board the ferry. There are rumours that the ferry, built for approx. 200 people, normally takes an average of 500 and still is running.